Merciless Reflections

O mirror, bring back what I was yesterday
Or how I looked long ago,
My past reflections can’t you show?
You don’t store my past inside
My smallest wrinkles you don’t hide
You create and relish my depressions
And mock me with your merciless reflections!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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